"Jijijiji--" Hearing this, Shan Hunting agreed honestly and unceremoniously, then stretched out his sharp claws and scratched them with a squeak.?

"puff!"

"Uhhhhhh--" Lang Qing suddenly felt his left gaze dark, his eyes had already flown out of his socket, and he was so painful that he was dying. The guy shouted in a hurry: "I, I really don't know what kind of way to rescue Baigui Plague, because I have been using them to harm people over the years and have never saved anyone."

After hearing the other party's words, Guan Heng and Ruotao looked at each other, and there was some reason. Na Langqing continued: "But over the years, I have been exploring some pills that can delay the white ghost plague. As long as people eat it, they can last for an hour, but the white ghost plague will eventually be... "

Before Lang Qing finished speaking, Ruotao had already turned up a few small wooden bottles on the other party. The old guy pointed to three of the exact same bottles and said, "Even these can suppress the time for the White Ghost Plague. Please, give me one first. I, I have also been... White Ghost Plague."

In order to make Lang Qing alive, Guan Heng threw a pill to him. The guy hurriedly swallowed it and then took a breath.

"Young Master, I've also turned this on the old man." Ruotao opened a piece of worn unknown animal skin and watched it, and she suddenly screamed.

"Oh, what is recorded on this is about the white ghost. It seems that there is also a matter of how to relieve the symptoms of the white ghost plague..." After hearing Ruotao's words, Guan Heng glared at Lang Qing fiercely, and he said sternly: "Old guy, don't you know how to relieve the white ghost plague? What's going on with this animal skin?"

"I'm unfair, I really don't know...Puff!"

Lang Qing was beaten by his enemy Jiang Tong just now, and was covered in white ghost plague. He was frightened and frightened. He immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood. He stuttered and said, "I, although I have this 'beast skin secret record' about white ghosts in my hand, I don't know a few ancient words inside, so I really don't know, don't know..."

"Hmph, you are not a good thing anyway." Guan Heng cursed at this time, and then asked Ruotao: "What did you say above? How to relieve the symptoms of white ghost plague?"

"Well, the things recorded above are very complicated and difficult to understand, but there is a little explanation."

Ruotao now explained: "First find a way to slow down the time of the white ghost plague, then look for the blue-feathered demon herons, get their neck bones and roll them down and grind them, place them in boiling hot water palms, so that the infected person can soak them, and then force the evil spirit of the white ghost plague and wake up the patient."

Hearing this, Guan Heng stomped his feet regretfully: "It's the blue-feathered demon heron just now? I'd have caught a few more if I had known."

"Young Master, even if there are only a few blue-feathered demon herons, it is probably not enough." Ruotao continued: "The secret record says that the Blue-feathered demon heron has the best treatment effect, and the powder grinding out of its neck bones can help dozens to hundreds of people to eliminate the symptoms of white ghost plague."

"No matter so many, we now have these three bottles of pills that can suppress the white ghost plague, so we can quickly take them back for the people of the Central Plague to eat. Let's talk about the Blue Feathered Demon Heron later."

After Guan Heng said this, Ruotao, who picked up the body of the blue-feathered demon heron, turned his head and left. Lang Qing wailed at this time: "Okay, okay, you have taken away the Danwan and the secret record of the animal skin, at least save my life..."

"Oh, this person doesn't speak, I forgot him." Guan Heng said with a calm face at this time: "Along with the first time you came to Qingniu Ancient Town with this time, at least you used white ghosts to harm hundreds of people. The crime is unforgivable, but I have pity for you and will not let you die like this."

Speaking of this, Guan Heng turned his head and said to Shan Crown, "Go, dig a hole and bury the mess. Remember, put your head down!"

"Uh?!" Before Lang Qing could react completely, the sharp-zui mountain turtle had already dug a big hole like lightning, and threw Lang Qing, who was limp all over in, screaming.

...

After a while, Guan Heng and his team had found Agou who escorted the townsmen to evacuate to a safe place, Tian Lin and his group.

After Grandma Sui and others listened to Guan Heng's narration and distributed the pills made of white ghost plague he brought back to dozens of unconscious residents, everyone's faces that had difficulty breathing finally eased, and they temporarily saved their lives.

"To save everyone, we still need to find the whereabouts of this demon bird, but we have never seen it."

At this moment, Grandma Sui looked at the corpse of the Blue Feathered Demon Elegant that Ruotao brought back, and suddenly slapped her hands and said, "The old patriarch Tu in this town is a hunter who is as famous as my devil husband Sui Gang. I think he is the person who is most likely to know where the Blue Feathered Demon Elegant lives."

Zhang Wang said from the side: "Class Chief Tu was one of the first people to be infected with the white ghost plague. After taking the pill just now, he seemed to have improved a lot, but he was still unconscious. What should I do?"

"In my opinion, I can only try it." Guan Heng handed the bird corpse to Zhang Wang at this time: "Go and pluck the demon bird's hair and then pluck out the neck bones and crush them, then put them in boiling water for the old patriarch to soak it, hoping to wake him up, and at the very least, hope that he could speak."

"Yes, yes, it makes sense." Zhang Wang and Li Gu acted as they said. The two and several town people were busy for a long time. Finally, after a while, the head of the tribe Tu woke up in the hot wooden barrel with a whimper. He struggled and shouted, "It's so hot!!"

The effect of ordinary blue-feathered demon heron's neck bones to drive away the white ghost plague is not so obvious, but it made the clan leader wake up from his fainting. After listening to everyone's recounting past experiences, the old clan leader's desperate memories were suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "By the way... I seem to remember it."

After breathing evenly, the leader of the tribe Tu struggled to tell everyone that he had accidentally seen the demon bird with blue feathers in the nameless foothills several miles north of Qingniu Ancient Town many years ago. It should be the blue-feathered demon herons, and there were a lot of people.

After describing the specific location, Clan Tu could no longer support his weak body and fell asleep again. No matter how he called, he could not wake up.

"Let's do this, Ruotao and I go to the Unknown Mountains again. This time we rode on the Ghost-Swallowing Tiger and we will be able to come back soon after a few miles." After hearing Guan Heng's words, everyone agreed slightly, and Agou said again: "We will handle the matter here. Just go and go back quickly."

At this time, Guan Heng saw Zhai Bin's face slightly anxious and restless, so he said to Zhai Bin: "You have helped everyone a lot, it's time to go out, right?"

Hearing the other party’s inquiry, Zhai Bin nodded and said, “Yes, I want to rush to send the ‘Crazy Liver’ back. After all, this is something waiting to save my life. Guan Heng, I can only say goodbye in advance.”
Chapter completed!